يا لَيتَ زَجرَ العائِفِيَّةِ حاضِري

إِذ حِرتُ بَينَ كِتابِها وَالطالِعِ

Oh, if only the one blaming was present to forbid me

Oh, would that the augur's warning were present with me,

When I was confused between her letter and her look

As I stood bewildered between her letter and the rising star,

خَتَمَت عَلى الشَكوى إِلَيَّ بِخاتِمٍ

نَقَشَت عَلَيهِ رُبَّ هَجرٍ نافِعي

She sealed my complaint to her with a ring

She stamped a seal upon my complaint with a signet ring,

On which she engraved: My departure does you good

Upon which she engraved: "Many a separation proves beneficial."